Life But maybe someday when my ship comes in she’ll understand what kind of guy I’ve been Shawshank, November 12, 2023 It’s dark, but the light is slowly filtering in through the clouds. I’m pretty sure I never moved last night. At least, I don’t feel like I did. I’m a little stiff and sore this morning, but that seems to be a pretty much normal start to each day now…. Continue Reading